User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Tavern of the Rusted Claw/@comment-2246928-20140724202222/@comment-2246928-20140806150433

Scragtail looked up, shaking his head in absolute disbelief that this was what his crew was attacked for. ¨S...Slank? 'E's still in th' Badlands, told us ter sail off t' Port Steel widout us! Th...This is why yer attacked us!? Derklade, 'e'll 'ear about this!¨

The fox cast a look to Raggs, grinning. ¨Well then, guess we won't be worryin' about any expert duelers while aboard. You kill this'n, I'll look t' the storeroom, see if we c'n secure s'm spirits...¨ With that the fox left the room, leaving Scragtail and Raggs alone. The weasel shook his head, sitting up against the wall as he peeled his lips back in a sneer. ¨A mad fool, that's what y'are, ferret. Derklade'll want to find out what 'appened 'ere...Might as well slit y're throats now, rather than let th' Captain o' Captains 'ave 'is fun witchyer!¨